After leaving the Supreme Mysterious Sect, Lin Feng continued flying west.
He still needed to find another spirit sword; once he found the spirit sword, he could return to the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace.
Once he returned, the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace would be able to emerge.
Lin Feng traveled with sword control, sitting cross-legged on the spirit sword, diverting a strand of his consciousness to propel the spirit sword, while wholeheartedly consolidating his cultivation.
After flying for five days, Lin Feng felt that he was very close to his own spirit sword, only about a day's journey away.
Lin Feng immediately concluded his cultivation and accelerated his pace forward.
As he advanced, Lin Feng noticed the land below becoming increasingly barren, the earth cracked, vegetation withered, and life had vanished.
Moreover, for tens of thousands of miles, he hadn't seen any cities.
"What's happening here?"
Lin Feng wore a puzzled expression; why was this place so desolate?
